A shiver rolls through your neck and down your body. You can’t be sure if the shiver is caused by the shock of the icy water or the touch of my hand...Your urges grow stronger and you can’t imagine not being able to touch me more. Your mind races with all the dirty fantasies you've kept for so long. You know you shouldn’t but you can’t help thinking of all the things you would love to do to me. Images of gags and your jar of zip ties come to mind. You push it aside as you feel the sensation. Riding an American made bike." Well I am glad you did not buy one of those rice rockets."Ella was referring to those Yamaha's or Kawasakies with the handlebars lower than the gas tank and the riders back is paralell to the road, although Yamaha makes a good looking street bike where the rider maintains a more sane position on the bike. But some guys like those bikes and that's fine with me."So Harold, you want to give me a ride in the bedroom, do you?" Yes, and the fact you love the idea of. You have been through so much and he knew that, and yet he still acts like a douche bag towards you" Kevin says"Thank you guys for all the kind words, but I am not staying here to be alienated by Nate, and I am not breaking your friendship up, so until I find a new place I am going to stay somewhere else." I left before they could get any words in and try to change my mind. I picked up my duffel bag and left the flat. For awhile, I just drove around town, to clear my head. I had absolutly no. I had to admit I was surprised she picked that position first because she had to know that she’d be sucking a lot of dick in that position. Kneeling there she could feel the heat from the fire on the front of her body and the coolness of the night on the back side of her body. The only sound she was able to hear was the crackling of the fire in front of her. She had to be wondering what was going to be happening to her and why was she still all alone. What Paula did not know was that from her.